Murong Wen felt a bit perplexed. He had concocted this plan because he had finally lost his patience to play nice. Even so, he still did not want to look like a bad person in front of the beauty he admired.
According to the plan, his people, disguised as random demonic path cultivators, would come to kill and kidnap some people for a sacrificial ritual. One of the kidnapped victims would conveniently be Dream Butterfly.
He had done this to avoid suspicion and any trouble that might come to him.
"We need to hurry, otherwise the City Lord Manor might get involved," Murong Wen said to his right-handed man.
The right-handed man nodded before taking out a strange bamboo whistle and blowing it. There was no sound, but the men in black all looked at each other, then retreated from their opponents and jumped into position in a coordinated pattern.
Before anyone could react, the formation path took shape at the center, and the strongest of them became the pillar of the formation.
